Afternoon Bloggers,
Just a short one today i'm afraid. The only reason i really decided to write this entry was as a sort of bridge between my last one and the next one which is sure to have to you in fits of laughter, even histeria maybe. Why you ask, and i shall answer with one word and one word only.... GRANADA.
This weekend see's the celebrations of both Mike and Tash becoming, although they may try to avoid the fact, OLD! After Hotels and Coaches were booked the anticipation set in, and although money circumstances stipulate many peoples weekends will be extending the shoe-string to its furthest lengths, myself included, it shall be a brilliant weekend. The missing factor.... Wor Mateo, who is currently lapping it up in a plush suite in the Waldorf in New York, you know, that concrete jungle where dreams are made, no big deal like! I was just surprised our umbilical managed to survive the flights and transfers, i could tell you what he was doing right no... awww matty in the shower thats just gross :D
This week hasn't been anything extra special, Bingo on sunday where the 8 euros i won happily covered my nights spend and the combination of Sam's seemingly unlimited knowledge of Bingo numbering, Tash's inability to not win either a line or a house on each card, and the mixture of the interesting Bingo Calling by both Alcon, Mike and Richard, was perhaps the highlight of an otherwise dull week dominated by both the anticipation of the weekend ahead and the realisation that we indeed have an assignment to hand in next wednesday to Wor Billy, the Bearded Lord of Economia del Turismo. No biggy though it seems like we have that one cracked, a portfolio on the Circuito del Jerez and Moto GP there will suffice, one problem, the bloomin thing has to be written in Spanish :-/ One good thing did happen however.... we got our Kates back :) And planning can now begin on all things christmassy!!!
Rain has washed away all Cadiz joy at the moment, as money dries up so does the glee running through my usually ever-happy body. However the combination of Christmas closing in, the Ice-Skating rink being built on Plaza San Francisco and the realisation that in 23 days i will be sat in my house back in Doncaster 7 days away from what is set to be my favourite Christmas ever, happily back with all my family and Donny friends.... the day cannot come too soon :)
I'm not saying i won't miss being in Spain for those 2 and a halfish weeks i'll be home, but at the minute, i'm afraid, i am all Cadiz-ed out. :)
So for now my loyal fans i bid you adieu (no that was not another dig at you Kate! GAWWWWD), it is not goodbye, it is merely a farewell, until next time, probably monday when i will look to enthral you with frivolous tales of birthday beatings, hotel antics, freezing conditions, smartly suiting up and of course Sam.
Happy Blogging :)
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